Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Irene was so furious with Julian that she almost lost her temper. "Is that how you talk to people? We flew for over a dozen hours just to celebrate with you, and this is how you treat us? You ungrateful little wolf cub!"

Nick, on the other hand, felt a pang of guilt. His relationship with Irene had never started on normal terms, and her words struck a chord in him.

Grabbing Irene's hand, he said, "Irene, how about I start courting you all over again? Let's fall in love properly this time."

Irene shot him a sidelong glance, her expression dripping with disdain. "Get lost."

Their banter had long ceased to surprise those around them. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Denis, who had always been a man of few words, now seemed to speak more-but only to Daria.

Denis paid no attention to what anyone else was discussing. His entire focus was on Daria.

For instance, when everyone was talking about Julian and Aurora, Denis leaned toward Daria, his tone gentle. "That's too spicy. If you eat it, your stomach will hurt."

Daria tugged at his sleeve and pleaded, "Can I just have one bite? Just a tiny piece." She held up her pinky finger for emphasis.

Ever since they were kids, Denis had never been able to resist Daria's pouting. This time was no exception. "Alright... but just one piece."

"You're the best." Daria clung to Denis's arm, snuggling against him affectionately.

From the side, Asher muttered sarcastically, "Ugh, the sour smell of love."

Once upon a time, Asher had Denis as his fellow single comrade. But ever since Denis reunited with Daria, he had fully transitioned from a lone wolf to a devoted lover.

Before Daria came back, Asher would regularly invite Denis out for drinks. Now, every invitation was met with some variation of the same excuse:

way. Daria doesn't like the smell of

by midnight? Impossible. Daria would be scared staying home

Maldives tomorrow? Sorry,

I'll ask Daria to make some dishes. We'll celebrate at home. No restaurant can

understood why. Denis-and Julian as well-had both gone through so much to find true love. Now that they had it, they were desperate to protect it, shielding it from even the slightest breeze or

was now the last single person standing. Frustrated, he took another sip of red

it," he grumbled. "That Mona from your company likes you so much. Why don't you

of camaraderie with him. With

for Daria, would you

course not. I only love my Daria." Denis wrapped an arm around Daria protectively, as if she were his most

stoic

situation. "Alright, alright. Don't

Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Irene, however, turned serious. "Speaking of which, Julian, how are

he might deliberately make trouble

with him?" Julian replied calmly. "I've already made arrangements. Let's

"Really?"

see." Julian smiled

bustling with

of the legendary Barnet heir, while others

Barnet family was known by another name. Most

at the villa. On the surface, he was there

women were far easier to manipulate than men. Opposites attract-it

heard that Aurora, that foolish girl, had only prepared a birthday cake for the Barnet heir. Clearly, she didn't understand men at all. No man would care about something so trivial. When she presented it, the recipient likely wouldn't even spare

dropping off his gift, Mio began searching the crowd for his prey. He didn't see